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Devious Journal Entry

Mon Feb 18, 2008, 7:46 AM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: The rabble in front of my bar
  • Reading: Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: The theatrics of the Game
  • Playing: With your head.
  • Eating: Too much crap
  • Drinking: at The Vic
It's another Entry!

There's nothing much to say. Nothing much happens

Except for everything - which will continue to happen,
whether or not I write about it.

I should write more.

I've been working in a bar. One of the busiest bars in Brisbane.
I enjoy that - I really do. Come say hi, if you want to embarass me
And remind me of what I used to be.

Or not.

Either way, I'm still going. I doubt there's much interest on here as to whether I am or not, but, Im going to tell the nothingness about it anyways.

It's a joy to be..

I wish you would stop invading my fucking dreams with your hatred. Seriously. Fuck off.

nearly older

Fri Aug 10, 2007, 1:49 AM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: The Mile - Dead Letter Circus
  • Reading: 'Smoke and Mirros' - Neil Gaiman
  • Watching: The theatrics of the Game
  • Playing: With your head.
  • Eating: Boost Juice
  • Drinking: Boost Juice
If I don't remember it, I'm sure it happened.


One more year. What a fucken' milestone.


Someone, wave a flag or something.





Yeah. So. Whatever. I don't feel like talking anyways.

Devious Journal Entry

Wed Jun 6, 2007, 9:00 PM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: The Mile - Dead Letter Opener
  • Reading: Irvine Welsh - 'Ecstacy'
  • Watching: The theatrics of the Game
  • Playing: With your head.
  • Eating: Tuna n rice.. again..
  • Drinking: Good and Cruisers, Last night.
I wander

This is what it must be like to taste a heart
pumping in your mouth.

I should bite down.




ANYWAYS


LIFE IS FUCKING BORING.

That or Painful. Numbing oneself like.. Like.. a cool metaphor.
I fucking hate people.

I'm hungover, and today, I'm bitchy.

Rambling about.. nothing.. at all..

Today should have been spent beating my head against some wall.


-----
Yeah, I fucking miss a lot of you.. But fuck you, too. I just have to leave it at 'One day you'll be fucking sorry' and be as fucking pathetic as you are.
Seriously, You fill me with fucking rage and disgust at myself.

"He who Angers you, Controls you"

Oh, SIGH.

Wed May 16, 2007, 6:29 PM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: Where is Everybody - remix
  • Reading: 'Good Omens' - Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman
  • Watching: The theatrics of the Game
  • Playing: With your head.
  • Eating: Nothing *cry*
  • Drinking: Not for a while..
Fuck, I am sick of Feeling like a 16 Year old.
Speaking of old times, Listening to Nine Inch Nails. Things still seem so fitting. Circumstances change.. This i seem to not be able to.

--------

did you happen to catch
or did it happen so fast
what you thought would always last
has passed you by
is everything speeding up
or am I slowing down
just spinning around
and I don't know why
all the pieces don't fit
thought I really didn't give a shit
I never wanted to be like you
but for all I aspire
I am really a liar
and I'm running out of things I can do
Where is everybody?


I'd like to stay
but every day
everything pushes me further away
if you could show
help me to know
how it's supposed to be
where did it go?

pleading and
needing and
bleeding and
breeding and
feeding
exceeding
where is everybody?
trying and lying
defying denying
crying and dying
where is everybody?

well okay, enough,
you've had your fun
but come on there has to be someone
that hasn't yet become
so numb and succumb
and god damn I am so tired of pretending
of Wishing I was ending
when all I'm really doing is trying to hide
and keep it inside
and fill it with lies
open my eyes?
maybe I wish I could try

pleading and needing
and bleeding and breeding
and feeding exceeding
where is everybody?
trying and lying
defying denying
crying and dying
where is everybody?

Where is Everybody? - Nine Inch Nails. (Danny Lohner Feat. Telefon Tel Aviv Version)
----

as black as the night can get
everything is safer now
there's always a way to forget
once you learn to find a way how

in the blur of serenity
where did everything get lost?
the flowers of naivete
buried in a layer of frost

the smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes


thought he had it all before they called his bluff
found out that his skin just wasn't thick enough
wanted to go back to how it was before
thought he lost everything
then he lost a whole lot more

a fool's devotion
swallowed up in empty space
the tears of regret
frozen to the side of his face

the smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes

I've done all I can do
could I please come with you?
sweet smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes

'I'm Looking Forward To joining you, Finally' - NIN.
-------------

Thanks nails. Memorly lane. Woop.

AWesome.

Fri Apr 27, 2007, 10:29 PM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: Dead Letter Opener
  • Reading: 'Good Omens' - Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman
  • Watching: The theatrics of the Game
  • Playing: With your head.
  • Eating: Nothing *cry*
  • Drinking: Not for a while..
I'm hungover. And my neck hurts. Memory tells me I rocked out, but I'm trying not to listen to that today.

I don't like being sick. OH, and my dreams today were crazy-real.. Twas rad. Saw people who are cool and yeah..

So. DeviantArt eh.

Do people even.. do things.. anymore?

-elly-

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